Catt arrived at the CSO’s door a minute before 0800 hours she waited the minute patiently holding a tray with hot Vulcan spice bread and a mild tea that many Vulcan’s at the academy seemed to like. Punctuality was something she had observed Vulcans seemed to prefer. At 0800 exactly she chimed the door chime. Her uniform was impeccable and not a tuft of fur was out of place. Being in the Sciences she had come to appreciate Vulcans. They disliked being touched as much as she did if they had nothing else in common.

Cadet Catt Bennet. Sciences. USS Challenger.